This is a song about "Left"

He was being a bully so i left

I know it hurt but life's not perfect

Your father left you for another

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

My insurrection: left rejected or disgraced

Your family is left wondering why

Now everybody put your hands up high

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

So i guess that's where i hide my things

And i'm left for the corrections,

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Promises that had us left assured

See my shit that fire shit, and yo' shit boring

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.